Chapter 5: Luna's Suspicions and the New Teacher

We learn why Luna is so suspicious of Demeter and we meet a new character.

I walked over to the Gryffindor table to where Harry was and sat down. For the first time I noticed that the table was set with golden plates, silver ware, and goblets, but there was

no food. I was about to question Harry about this when the Headmaster stood up and spoke.

"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts," he said his voice slightly echoing around the room now that everyone had quieted down "I'd like to remind all of you that the Dark Forest is forbidden to all students. And I would like to introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, Mr. Erikz Farnest," Dumbledore said looking over to the new professor clapping along with everyone else in welcome.

I followed Dumbledores gaze over to a very old man who looked to be in his early 70's or 80's. As you can imagine, the man was a sack of wrinkles. He was also bone skinny. Under a brown hat, was fading white hair I could just barely see. He had hazel eyes filled with what seemed to be the last of his energy. He wore an all brown tailored suit and tie, making him look like a snappy dresser.

When everyone had stopped clapping, Dumbledore spoke again.

"Now that's said and done. Let the feast begin,"

How we were to begin the feast without food was beyond me. But I turned to look at my plate and was stunned. There in front of me was a feast fit for a god. The potatoes were light and fluffy, the chicken was warming in my mouth, the vegetables were tender and juicy, and the pumpkin juice was sweet and cool. Everything was delicious.

I usually never have a warm meal. Gathor mostly fed me with gruel, porridge, and protein

bars. To drink I mostly had water. I never even as so much as tasted orange juice before.

Hardly even fruit or vegetables.

As I ate my food, I felt a pair of eyes upon me. I looked around; trying to find whom was

watching me. I saw no one at first, but then looked at the staff table and saw that the new

teacher was watching interestedly at me, as if studying me. He didn't seem to care that I

was giving him a hard look. His purple eyes were filled with amusement as I gave him a dirty look.

Wait a minute, purple eyes?

I didn't think much more of it when I heard Luna speak

"I don't trust her, Harry," I immediately forgotten about Professor Farnest's unusual eye

color and took interest in Luna's conversation.

"I'm telling you she's trouble," She continued on "Stay away from her,"

I didn't look at them; I was looking at the new Professor all the while as he continued to

study me. Pretending that I couldn't hear their conversation.

"What are you talking about Luna?" Harry said in an almost annoyed tone.

"I think she's a spy for the Roggles' secret army,"

"Roggles?" Harry said in a bewildered voice.

I was thinking the same. I almost turned to give Luna a look as if she were crazy; and she

is, I reminded my self.

"There like Pixies, only their human sized and they are able to turn into human appearances.

They all have black highlights and large scars," She said her voice was now seeming to be serious "They kill any human they befriend. I'm warning you Harry, stay away from her,"

I was now looking down at my plate, completely lost from interest in Farnest. I was biting down on my tongue to keep from laughing at this girl's stupidity.

I continued to eat in peace, all my worries gone from my mind. I reached for some mash

potatoes when a cackle came from out of nowhere.

I looked for the source of the evil laugh. No one at first but then a small round man in a jester suit pop out through the table.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" The floating man said in an evil voice looking at me as if I where his prey.

'We'll shall see who is the prey," I thought cockily to myself while giving the floating

jester an amused cruel smirk.

"Fresh meat," he said cackling again.

"Come here I want to tell you something," I said gesturing the small man closer.

He anxiously came closer his hand over his ear, expecting me to whisper whatever it was I wanted to say.

But I didn't whisper anything to him. I just snapped my fingers loudly into his ears.

He jumped back in surprise and rubbed his ear in pain. Little did he know, that when I

snapped my fingers, his heel caught on fire.

"Hey is something burning in here?" He asked to himself clueless while heads turned to the source of smoke.

All at first just gawked at the jesters heel then began to laugh. Hermione was outraged.

Harry and Ron got the laugh of their lives when they saw the jester's heel. He finally looked down at the fire as it moved up his pants. He let out a painful frightened scream. I laughed out loud cruelly as he sped away out of the Great Hall with smoke following his trail.

"What happened?" Hermione asked looking at Ron and Harry as if they had something to do with the roasting jester.

"We didn't do anything," Ron protested.

Hermione still gave them a stubborn suspicious look.

"Honest, Hermione, we didn't do anything" Harry insisted.

"It wasn't them, Hermione," I said breaking into the conversation "I saw the jester move too close to the candles and he caught on fire,"

Hermione looked at me with a blank expression, and continued the original conversation she was having before the jester incident.

Soon the Headmaster ended the feast and sent us to bed. I followed the others, looking over my shoulder at the staff table. And saw Farnest still studying me with his dark purple eyes.